The sounds of happy songbirds lured Selene to the every edge of the vast forest of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. To her, everything was new and wondrous; it was only when the Face of Everyman questioned her as to the whereabouts of her Mom did she realize how far she’d traveled. The venerable sage suggested that she return to the safe spot where her mother had placed her. Mom might be frightened by her absence.
The venerable sage awoke to find himself surrounded by a cluster of the dreaded parasite birds. No nest was safe from these unscrupulous demons. the Face of Everyman noted in his log the year by year increase of these birds in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He lit a votive candle for the songbird Mothers who would lose their offspring this season to the murderous tactics of these monsters.
An intense heat wave was bringing sweltering temperatures to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had to deny any requests from the Plus Sized Ladies to splash in the pool. He could only recommend the deep shade of the near by forests.
Larry was a regular at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa bar. After a couple of stiff ones he would burst into song. “When Irish Eyes Are Smiling” was one of his favorites. It always brought tears to the Face of Everyman. The Goddess couldn’t help but be moved as well.
Thru out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa there reverberated a cacophony of cries to be fed. the Face of Everyman was concerned about the overtaxed Moms. The venerable sage looked forward to the resumption of the free school lunch program.
Just before the movie was to start Junior started begging to be fed. His squawking reverberated thru out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Poor Mom she would lose her place in line. The look on the Face of Everyman told her not to ask the favor of holding her place till she returned.
Elizabeth had agreed to meet Barry for lunch at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He had arrived earlier and was now soaking wet. His profile didn’t say anything about him being a bozo.the Face of Everyman had trouble keeping up with her dating failures.
Armbruester had nearly demolished the songbird before he realized that the newly erected statue of the Goddess of Eternal Giving had seen every motion of his depredation. the Face of Everyman assured him that there would be a full inquiry. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was strongly against murderous behavior. Would the Goddess react?
It took only that one glance for the Face of Everyman to realize that his secret experiment had gone awry. The White dove, a remanent from a wedding, crossed with a Black pigeon from the forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, was meant to create the Tuxedo look. Now he could see how far he had to go.
Shady operators were delivering precut nesting material to young couples who couldn’t wait. They needed a nest now and were willing to pay dearly. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa didn’t have rules against such businesses but the Face of Everyman couldn’t condone such exploitation.
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